A poem on psychosis

“My life story of psychosis”

At 13 my world came crumbling down delusions of my parents being in a cult constantly made me frown and wanna cry is this delusion true I wanna die

At 14 I went and begged for help the therapist said I was lying and told me to go ■■■■ myself

By 16 I was severely manic the world no longer sucked I ended up stealing I flooding sinks i thought it was fun but my world started going downhill from there I could not breathe my psychosis was gonna kill me

By 17 I thought I was gonna die the voices were horrible I was going insane it felt like bugs were eating my brain

I’m gonna skip a year and go to 19 I felt scared the Norwegian government is out to get me I grab a knife I thought they were gonna throw me in jail and it would be for life I won’t get bail

At 20 I was in a good place I was helping non verbal kids I felt like I won in life little did I know I was in for another fight

At first it felt magical I felt on top of the world I can cure cancer or so I thought I ran out of the house with no shoes it was 40 below I didn’t realize that I was sick I saw the world through magical glasses and couldn’t fully grasp it

Then I became 22 I developed cardiomyopathy and didn’t know what to do the paranoia was drowning me I took extra meds klonopin and Ativan were my meds of choice I was told I could of died that would of been a shame I would of been the culprit I’d be the one to blame

Skip over to 25 i was severely depressed they gave me to much Zoloft it started to give me a manic rush but it quickly turned out to suck it eventually made me sad it ended quick into a mixed episode I had enough of it

I wanted to get a gun made of gold to take my life only the best would do I didn’t want anything that wasn’t cheap I wanted to go away from the world in a way that can’t be beat

My world started to get better at 28 they finally found the right meds my head was clear and I no longer wanted to disappear

I’m 29 now life is still fun I once thought it was over but It has just begun

Never give up there is hope and remember your not alone

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Never heard a poem like that before.

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